Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   Skippin' it down   Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   I'm a forty      Ten O three on a Tuesday morning   In the fall of an American dream   A man is doing what he knows is right   On flight ninety three      He loved his Mom and he loved his Dad   He loved his home and he loved his man   But on that bloody Tuesday morning   He died an American      Now you cannot change this   And you can't erase this   You can't pretend this   Is not the truth      Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   Skippin' it down   Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   I'm a forty      Even though he could not marry   Or teach your children in our schools   Because who he wants to love   Is breaking your God's rules      He stood up on a Tuesday morning   In the terror he was brave   And he made his choice and without a doubt   A hundred lives he must have saved      Now you cannot change this   And you can't erase this   You can't pretend this   Is not the truth      And the things you might take for granted   Your inalienable rights   Some might chose to deny him   Even though he gave his life      Can you live with yourself in the land of the free?   And make him less of a hero than the other three   Well it might begin to change ya   In a field of Pennsylvania      Now you cannot change this   And you can't erase this   You can't pretend this   Is not the truth      Stand up America   Hear the bell now as it tolls   Wake up America   It's Tuesday morning   Come on, let's roll      Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   Skippin' it down   Up and down, all night long   Skippin' it down   I'm a forty      Now you cannot change this   And you can't erase this   You can't pretend this   Is not the truth      Up and down all night long   Skippin' it down   Skippin' it down   Up and down all night long   Skippin' it down   I'm a forty